What if they see us holding hands?

What would they think? I’m scared to guess.

Right now I’m grateful for this darkness.

Though I’d prefer a visa to some foreign land.

Because who but us would understand?

Words of defence are meaningless

And God knows I know it’s a mess.

I’m the Other and I am banned.

But this will work out because love always wins;

That is what the literature states.

I fell for the wrong man, for my sins

And now we hide, something he hates.

In the dimly lit cafe, more people pour in

And see two people in love, their merged fates.